How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy (t3knomanser) wrote,
How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy
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It is the opinion of the entire staff that Dexter is criminally insane...

That boy needs therapy.

Alright... enough being with the vague shit.

Let me explain... no, take to long. Let me sum up.

We've covered that Troy is inhabited with various kinds of Fae, and the local Daionen Sidhe have set up a seelie court in a castle. The various unseelie fae have their own tribe in the outskirts of prospect park. Fiaina.... do as they please.

Cate and I got involved when there was an assisnation of the individual in the seelie court responsible for representing the commoners. Things got infinitely more complex as his replacement and I got at odds, then reconciled, then at points had to share a body.

An attempt was made on his life as well, but that was thwarted.

Behind all of these assisnation attempts... behind the attempt of the unseelie to take over unreasonable portions of the city... behind the fiana getting screwed over was one being... Glynsael.

This chap was carefully cultivating the various beings around the region so that he could put together a suitable "herd" for him to feed off of. Basically he was a "dream" eater.

Even Sarah and Dennis agree that he was behind the sudden illness that knocked Cate and I out. But through a feat of legerdermain, loquation, circumloquation, and a tad of prestidigitation with a wonderful dose of more gumption than is rationally viable...

we had all the Fae in town vote him out. Never mind that he had a contract that he won with them duplicitously, never mind that he holds no elected position, and never mind that we voted someone into his place... to do absolutely nothing.

All the Fae in town thought that Glynsael's power over them was broken... and for a few instants, it was... and that was enough. He's buried somewhere in the center of the hudson for the tauntings and ministrations of several different groups of Fae while Cate has a small bit of weaving that can be used to keep him in line later...

And that my friends has been the source of all the wierdness.

When it comes to anything, but especially acts of magick... remember, you are a charlatan. Your job is to make everyone (including yourself) think you can do what you're about to do. It's all a big gag. A key meme for Chaos magick: fake it till you make it.
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